What? You're a notorious bandit? What a coincidence, me too!

Perhaps it was excitement, perhaps it was nervousness, but in any case, her heart was beating very fast, faster and more excited than when she reached climax in bed.

You must not take the main road, but the side road, and you must not be discovered.

worn out.

This boy may not look big, but he's surprisingly heavy.

I wish I had a car, really.

This child is so well-behaved, not making a sound. She really should be taken away by her.

He should be Zheng Zhaodi's son.

She was happy; she had never been so happy.

She had already begun to imagine the scene of this little brat calling her "Mom".

I'm exhausted from running, hopefully no one will catch up with me.

Let's take a break; she needs to get a good look at this boy.

I didn't pay attention to her appearance just now, but she should be pretty good-looking.

After all, she's going to be her son, so she has to be good-looking.

No, why isn't this little brat moving?

Did I faint from suffocation?

No wonder there was no sound along the way.

That's my own fault; I've never done this before and have no experience.

But why is this little brat all limp?

Everyone says that only girls are soft and delicate, but how come this boy is also soft and delicate?

Look at her face, she's pretty, but why is there so many bruises on her face?

No.

Why isn't this little brat breathing?

That's really strange, I was even playing the breath-holding game with her.

So boys are just naughty; it seems I'm in for a lot of trouble in the future.

Oh well, that's it. Boys are all the same.

She remembered that the little brat next door also drove his mother crazy every day. All mothers are the same; it's not easy for any of them.

But this little brat has been holding his breath for a bit too long.

Two minutes have passed, why is there still no sound?

Huh?

My God, is this little brat dead?

What a damn bad luck.

Did he smother himself to death?

How could that be? This child is too fragile.

Forget it, I guess I can't have it.

How can someone in such poor health be considered their own son?

What a loser! He's good-looking, though.

It seems that you and I are destined to be apart.

She casually threw the child on the ground.

With a soft thud, the child bumped into something and a piece of fruit candy fell out of his mouth.

Then a faint sob came from the child's mouth, followed by a loud wail.

It turned out he was choking on candy.

She felt relieved, but then her heart started racing again.

She heard voices coming from afar, like the child's family looking for someone.

Honestly, I should have known better than to rest.

I can't walk with the baby in my arms.

She took out the money from her pocket and looked at it, wondering how much the family would ask for if she told them she wanted to buy the child.

Oh well, little brat, it seems we're not meant to be mother and son. That's it.

Let's find another son later.

She hugged the little boy and kissed him on the cheek, which frightened him so much that he cried even louder.

Seriously, it was just a kiss, and you got all scared.

That's how kids are; they cry all the time, no matter what happens.

That's one of the downsides about kids.

She left, coming and going without a sound, taking nothing with her.

It seems I'll have to find a means of transportation next time; walking like this is just too inconvenient.

Buying a child doesn't seem to be as good as holding one directly.

They don't give money, and they don't make any promises that it will be good for the child.

They would never let the child's parents know where the child is.

To prevent them from changing their minds and taking the child back.

Do it this way next time, that's great.

However, luck is always a minority, and she soon felt very unlucky.

I can never find the right time and the right child.

The men in her family still beat and kicked her at the drop of a hat. She was furious and fought back a few times, but her husband was just too strong, and she couldn't beat him.

Fine, I still need to use this jerk tonight, so I'll just have to put up with it.

That beast is utterly useless. How can it be so big? It's even bigger than a young man in his early twenties.

I don't know how someone so ambitious could only get married in their thirties.

Logically speaking, a man as capable as him should be attractive to women no matter what.

I really don't understand.

Perhaps it's because we're poor; after all, her husband is lazy and loves to eat.

If you can sit, don't stand; if you can lie down, don't sit.

Only when it comes to that kind of thing can I be more proactive.

However, lately, this jerk hasn't been very proactive.

I don't know if it's because I can't get pregnant, but this bastard is unwilling to have children with me.

And each time it was very perfunctory, not as fierce as before.

Previously, it was five or six times a night, each time lasting at least an hour.

Now, I feel somewhat reluctant to do it twice a night.

The time was getting shorter and shorter, and the most recent time it only lasted three minutes.

And even when I try to pull it up, it won't budge.

That scoundrel even said it was because she was asking for too much.

That's utter nonsense.

That scoundrel of a man is only willing to have children because she can't.

It seems I need to hurry up and have a child for him.

In her search for her son, she discovered that there were quite a few people like her.

Various situations exist where there are no children, while various situations exist where there is a desire to have a child.

She didn't have the money and didn't want to spend it to have a child.

But some people are just too willing to spend money. Even though their families are extremely poor, they would spend all their savings of several years for their children.

I really don't know what these people are thinking.

If I could afford that much money, I could do so many other things, instead of buying a child and letting them suffer.

However, this is a business opportunity.

She considered herself quite good with words; besides cursing, she was also quite adept at deceiving people.

So, does that mean she can earn that money?

After all, her husband was lazy and didn't earn much money. If she had a son, it would add another mouth to feed, which would cost money.

She had been thinking about where the money came from.

She could see how hard it was to make money these days. People who worked in the fields all year round could barely make enough to eat and drink, and couldn't save a penny.

If I could earn this money, wouldn't that be like a serf finally being liberated and singing praises?

With money, what kind of life can't you live?

Will that scoundrel serve me better now that he's made money?

I acted on my thoughts immediately.

Be proficient in conversation techniques, skills, and routines.

"My cousin is living a pitiful life; she simply can't afford to raise her child anymore, so she wants to find a good home for the child..."

Practice makes perfect, and she began to think of herself as a genius.

In just three months, she successfully had two children.

One was a three-month-old boy, and the other was a girl around one year old.

She originally wanted to keep the three-month-old baby boy as her son, but when she saw the child crying so heartbreakingly, she lost her patience.

Furthermore, the family provides a substantial amount of money for having children, prioritizing making money above all else.

Money comes first.

As for sons, that can wait; there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.

However, this money is easy to earn and has little cost, but the risks are quite high.

He would relentlessly pursue her without any regard for the consequences.

I really don't know what these people are thinking. If they can have children, why not just have another one?

The business was going better and better, and she was making more and more money. However, she knew how to keep her money to herself so that her husband wouldn't covet it.

We should save where we can and spend where we can.

Then she also discovered that her husband's performance in bed was getting worse and worse.

She initially thought that this coward was unwilling to deal with her because of the child.

Now it seems like he's just a pushover, he's no good anymore.

It seems that older men just can't keep up with the pace of life.

But he's only just turned forty, why is he already like this?

Could it be that I'm asking for too much?

Coward, can't make money, and now he's even lost his greatest strength.

My initial thought of leaving him an heir has faded.

However, while her feelings for him faded, the men's feelings for him did not.

The villagers are full of gossips and love to talk behind people's backs.

They say her daughter-in-law is never home, can't have children, and runs away from home every few days...

He's no good in bed now, but he's really good at hitting women.

Whenever he drank alcohol, he would want to punch her.

What do you mean by having so much money to marry a hen that can't lay eggs? What do you mean by being ugly like a pig but having an insatiable addiction?

Anyway, whatever sounds awful, I'll say it.

She could tolerate it originally because Zheng Zhaodi was unattractive, had no figure, was lazy and stupid, and was utterly useless.

But why should she tolerate it now...?